I remember back when I was a young lad, we used to go to the Meiners' house every New Years, and it would be a special event because I'd get to stay up past midnight. Nowadays, I stay up past midnight every single night. Maybe I should go to bed at 10:00 tonight for New Years, so it'll be a special occasion again.

So I'm working on this $500.00 drawing for my brother. Strictly school money, so I won't be buying myself any amazing badazing toys. Anyway, it's in colored pencil, with which I am only scarcely experienced, and I've come to find that colored pencils are certainly an exercise in patience if nothing else! Man. If you try to do anything quickly with a colored pencil, it looks amateurish and sloppy. The whole layering and smoothing thing takes so long but it's the only way to make the medium look professional and not like 5th grade work.

...and then there are blasted hosers like this who make me feel unworthy of even holding a colored pencil in my hand.

I decided to make an interpretation for Becoming The Archetype's "Dichotomy."
(Click here and listen to it as you read the lyrics.)

"Dichotomy"
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You're not sour!
That hour! Shuffle!
Yeeaaah!
Your neck shall lay by Rick, shut your eyes
This funeral's back, "You're late, sons!"
We stood about their walls to make life's idle calculations!
My sober walnut shot
We attacked them from the lines
Close the doorway of the light
Board it 'till it shines!

YEEEAAAAHHH!!

The foolish eyes went sucking!
Their freaking mom's deceived!
There lies, in May, a change for Drew...
Became all that they believe
"They chased the anchor up, Duvall!"
Faulty image, I'm fully man!
Watch that creature rap about Cle Elum
The image where the thought is armed!

The heavens wade in silence, for the coming of the air
As man perfects his own imperfection
Destruction closes in...

(solo!)
YEEAAAOOOWWW!!!

Egg! Fog!
Cremate souls to make their beds!
NO!
All that they've created comes crashing!
Toe! Toe! Toe! Toe!
Toad upon their heads!
TONGUE!!! HIS WAITER!!
(yay, solo!)

You're not sour!
That hour! Shuffle!

I saw a bald eagle fishing in Moses Lake's mud puddles yesterday. (Mud puddles because the lake is down so far that you can see the bottom.) He flew away with a large fish in his talons. You know our nation is in a depression when our national bird is forced to eat carp out of muddy Moses Lake!

So I saw Cory the other day...

Sometimes I feel like these crazy new operating systems are like a democratic government. Like O/Ses are heading in the same direction as our nation. Generally and perhaps stereotypically speaking, a democratic government is more involved in the people's lives, helping them pay for stuff, making things "easier" for people. With these new operating systems, it seems like things are getting more automated and "helpful" for the user. Like instead plugging a flash drive and opening a window so I can manually transfer photos, music, etc. Windows FUTURE edition wants me to open Microsoft Windows EZ Photo Share PLUS deluxe edition 30-day-trial demo so that I can transfer my photos quickly, efficiently, and easily with minimal hassle! So easy that a grandma could do it maybe!

Now in some cases it's okay, like when it allows for the same hands-on operation but in a more efficient manner. When using the IE6 browser, I used to have to go into the source code or the image properties to get the image link. Now with Firefox or Google Chrome, I can just right click and get the image link. Or view the image. It's quick and easy! That's fine. But new software for burning CDs, software that pops-up and has big mismatching colorful buttons for easy efficient use bugs me. I just want a folder to open, so I can drop stuff in. And I don't want Windows to protect me from "my own stupidity." I want to be able to open my Programs and Windows folders, and change my clock time, and move stuff around, and designate my own folders for my documents, and pictures, and music, without any sort of confirmation or administrative passwords necessary. Instead it feels like everything's being done for me in a way that I don't want it done. I know I can customize the O/S more to my liking, but I don't want to have to.

It seems like people are too ignorant and lazy to learn how to do things manually, so the O/S tries to cater to their ignorance and serve everything on an EZ silver platter PRO 3.0, which makes things more of a hassle for those who want it the old way, because we have to try and maneuver around it all. Many times I would be happy to use the automated versions, but it's not as customizable or hands-on as I would like, and that's primarily why it's annoying. It feels like my control is really limited with such "improvements."

That's all I wanted to say. This isn't an essay, it's my blog, so I'm not going to think up a closing paragraph.

Tomorrow is my last day of school for the quarter. Hey, why don't I like to write Q's? Because they're too CUMBERSOME!! HAHAHA!! I made that one up today. I probably shouldn't have, but you don't know what it's like to make sandwiches for people every week for two years straight! Actually it's easy, I try not to complain. Yesterday or something, I learned how to open Master padlocks with a soda can, because we have a bunch of padlocked lockers in the back, and we don't remember ANY of the combinations. So today, I sliced up a soda can, turned it into a padlock opener, and busted into all the lockers. I felt like a pro. All I found were a bunch of aprons and stuff though. No treasure stashes

o nos! I ate too much thanksgiving. =(

Happy Thanksgiving, you hosers!


(I don't even know.)

"All perversity's like a wall to which I'm bound by fetters
And perversity makes this nation tick!
So don't prescribe me the world to make me better;
It's the world that's making me sick!"
~Bwian Bwian

Sometimes things I think are common knowledge end up being...not common knowledge. I was in class the other day and Mr. Teacher Man was talking about google advertising, where they have the designated top and side boxes dedicated to advertisers--and like three different people in the class mentioned that they never realized those were paid advertisements. They just thought they were the most relevant items pertaining to your search. I would have been befaggled if that was a word! I thought everybody knew how google had gotten so filthy rich. Alas.


I drew this hoser on a chair at Closet Space where Gerie works. I wonder if people would hire me to draw pictures in the fabric of their furniture...

"A Stick, A Carrot & String" by mewithoutYou

The Horse's hay beneath His head our Lord was born to a manger bed, that all whose wells run dry could drink of His supply.
To keep Him warm the Sheep drew near, so grateful for His coming here: You come with news of grace, come to take my place!

The Donkey whispered in His ear: Child, in thirty-some-odd years, You'll ride someone who looks like me (untriumphantly).

While the Cardinals warbled a joyful song: He'll make right what man made wrong, bringing low the hills, that the valleys might be filled!

Then Child, asked the birds, well, aren't they lovely words we sing?
The tiny Baby lay there without saying anything.

At a distance stood a mangy Goat with a crooked teeth and a matted coat, weary eyes and worn, chipped & twisted horns.
Thinking: Maybe I'll make friends some day with the Cows in the pens and the Rambouillet, but for now I'll keep away - I got nothin' smart to say.

But there's a sign on the barn in the Cabbagetown: WHEN THE RAIN PICKS UP AND THE SUN GOES DOWN, SINNERS, COME INSIDE!
WITH NO MONEY, COME AND BUY.
NO CLEVER TALK NOR GIFT TO BRING REQUIRES OUR LOWLY, LOVELY KING.
COME YOU EMPTYHANDED, YOU DON'T NEED ANYTHING.

And the night was cool and clear as glass with the sneaking Snake in the garden grass, as Deep cried out to Deep, the Disciples fast asleep.
And the snake perked up when he heard You ask: if You're willing that this cup might pass we could find our way back home, maybe start a family all our own...but does not the Father guide the Son?
Not my will but Yours be done!
What else here to do?
What else me but You???

And the snake who'd held the world, a stick, a carrot and a string, was crushed beneath the Foot of Your not wanting anything.

The Passion of The Christ and The Passion of Thrice.




once again these bitter herbs
the perfect compliment to all your cryptic words
I nod but don't know what to say, but I know you
and I believe you're who you say you are so I?

I will follow you, lay down my life
I would die for you, this very night

once again the bread and wine
but it seems the meanings may be deeper still this time
and you surprised me when you said I'd fall away, don't you know me
I could never be ashamed of you, no I?

I've never been this cold, the fire's gravity compels
like planets cling to sol, I feel my orbit start to fail
like moths to flame I come, too close and all my oaths are burned
as stars begin to run, all my accusers take their turn
and calling curses down, from my lips lies like poison spill
and then that awful sound, the sound of prophesy fulfilled
and then I met your eyes, and I remember everything
and something in me dies, the night that I betrayed my king

Today my sanity was rescued by mewithoutYou and a guy named Marty.

Stop the clock,
stop time,
stop ticking,
stop sign,
stop being in the way,
stop giving me that face,
watch those hands, 4-way,
stop in at Moses Lake,
At The Firefly Café,
stop this rhyming I say!

There are on occasion, people who come into the café and play the piano. I think the majority of the people who do, seem to lack the ability or knowledge of dynamics in their playing, and despite the fact that their music is actually pretty good...the missing dynamics make it almost a mite irritating to listen to. I never realized how important they were when my teacher used to hammer them into me, but playing softer with one hand than the other, or building up your volume at certain points, or quiet here, noisy there, etc....it all works together to make beautiful music. Without such dynamics, even a pretty song can sound rather bland and somewhat uninteresting. I guess it's like the difference between a drawing or photograph that's head on, as opposed to one that's positioned at a crazy angle.

Like this versus THIS...

Today I took the mop and doused the floor in a slip-n-slide of water, and then I was running and sliding across it. I was hydroplaning like 16-20 feet, it was amazing badazing! It was the most fun I've had at work since yesterday! =D

Here are some silly white board drawings I've done at the café. Pa-tanga!

o nos, i'm gotsed sick now, sry gais. =(

Good old Chevelle. Listening to their new album now. Never do they waiver from their founding style; yet they manage to create music just as great!

Gerie's moving home in just a couple weeks!

I've got two computers at home on a switch box so I can switch between them at the press of a button! I don't know why I enjoy such things so much. It gets me excited though. Too bad one of the computers is using Windows ME. >_<

I have to go make an order! People always want food. =P

Bye!

I always kind of expected my younger sister to get married before me, so I'm okay with it. ^_^

In celebration of this 1000th post, I shall write a potry for Father Cory since he's been with me since the beginning.

Back when we were n00bs, all the Internets was new
And the message boards were ours, so we ran around and p00ned
And quizzing was a white board where we could create our madness
But now we realize we were n00bs and so look back in sadness
Oh the poor dear girls we hit on; oh the poor terms we abused
And telling Gryphon "Pronounce it PWN" but no, he just refused...
Super Cheez and Duct Tape Man both make me cringe, yet laugh
Oh the horrible comics and movies we'd made with things like Flash
The IRC channels and late night n00b attacks were so epic back then
And looking back, though they were lame, I'd do them all again.
Metnal's in the graveyard now, I doubt it rests in peace
The poor abused forums where all h*ck had been unleashed!
The Sh*m bots wreaking havoc and Miss Monerz the Pusher Robot
And the Coggins and the Floydster and other thing I'm sure I've forgot(ten)
So many weird memories of which I should not boast
Except on special occasions like this 1000th blog post. ^_^

The end.

I'm just really terrible at drawing vehicles. Motorcycles, cars, planes, trucks, tractors, bicycles, rockets, tanks, whatevermobiles, I just really can't seem to do it very well.

Makes me wonder why I agreed to do this poster with a motorcycle in it. o_O




In other "news" it looks like there's a new Decaying Lawn album coming soon. I'm sorry, everybody. =P

"...But all that was left of my broken dreams was a tuna fish hung on a string."

Wow, I likes potry! =D

There was a street preacher dude across the street from our café today yelling out that people need to repent of their sins and be forgiven before doom comes. Nobody was around to hear him, but he yelled anyway. I find it mildly interesting that this is the only message ever declared by such shouty people. They never declare that people should love one another or love God, or give to the poor, or what have you, they only cry out that people need to repent before judgment comes. Hmmmm..

Extreme!

I slayed a beast and put its head on a platter! Cade made a snowman.

They need a hero to tell them that sometimes the impossible can become possible if you're awesome!

Oooooooooohhhhhhhh, I had a birthday,
I'm 41 years old, and by that I mean 23
It's older than I care to be
But that's the way life has to go
We can't back up and time won't slow
If that's the case, I'll be okay
'Cause soon my life will go away
Hurray! =D

err...hi.
PICTURES!

This picture freaks me out.

I've been wondering, how far would in-camera effects have come if people had never turned to computer graphics? Like the stuff from the old Star Wars movies or Steven Spielberg's Poltergeist movie...what would special effects like stop motion and puppets and things look like today if CG never came along? I'd imagine they would've put MUCH more attention on realistic looking costumes, complex camera tricks, maybe robots or armatures, so it would have evolved by leaps and bounds in the last 20 years, yeah? I'm almost a bit saddened that we may never see the results of what could have been. =\

I've had it with vampire romance novels! Vampires only know cold love and vengeful anger, what's so romantic about that? I want something different. I'm going to write a ZOMBIE romance novel! One emotion: Hunger. It gives me butterflies in my stomach! Mmmm. Zombie love. ♥

I got a weak back about a week back. And I DIDN'T WATCH THE POWER RANGERS MOVIE while I was down.

*ahem*

(It was really good by the way.)
SO UMMM hurray for puppets and cardboard cutout music videos!

mewithoutYou - "The Fox, The Crow, and The Cookie"


He Is Legend - "The Seduction"


The Blood Brothers - "Set Fire To The Face On Fire"


Weezer - "Keep Fishin'"


Chevelle - "Mia"


UnderOATH - "Too Bright To See, Too Loud To Hear"


The Chariot - "Daggers"


Matt & Kim - "Yea Yeah"


Supergrass - "Pumping On Your Stereo"


The Greyboy Allstars - "Still Waiting"


Genesis - "Land Of Confusion"


Mr. Oizo - "Flat Beat"


Bjork - "Wanderlust"

Hahaha! I found these on my photobucket. I'm dumb. ^_^

Who would win in a fight?

Orlando or Lando?

Hahaha! I just wanted to say that.

Why are my injury stories NEVER cool!? Running into the sliding glass door and falling into the ditch are funny but they're not cool. Slicing the back of both my ankles open with a metal can lid inside a garbage bag isn't cool. Tripping over an air compressor and slicing my leg to the bone isn't cool. Tearing into my leg as I fail to jump over a barbed wire fence in the dark isn't cool. I just don't have any "messed up my arm when I quadruple 360 backflipped out of a burning building while saving some little kittens from their doom" stories.

But anyway to add to my list of awesome injuries, I just scr*wed up my back while I was stomping my feet and clapping my hands. Granted I had about 2 or 3 pretty big crashes on my longboard, skated MANY miles without any sort of stretching, and have done looots of slouching while playing guitar/singing within the past 2-3 weeks, none of which has done my back any wonders...but why did it have to be okay through all of that mess and then get thrown out while I was doing a stupid dance for my little sister? >_<

I'm so lame. (pun intended.)

An epic tale of excitement, action, suspense, and more suspense! Don't miss
Super Bwian and Kia: Hunt For THE MANSTER!!

Here are some more set pictures for our LEGO movie. As well as a bonus picture of Chris with our circular panning rig of doom. He's not a LEGO.

And now for another Brian's Blog Exclusive photo from our movie! Dun dun dun.


And look, I'm from the 50's! =D


Also, although all Beaver and Steve comics are brilliant, this one is BRILLIANT. (click these pictures for full size, of course.)

Time to fly through washing the dishes and head over to Beard's house to work on our new LEGO movie. I can't give out any spoilers but I believe I can safely say these words:

LEGOs.
Musical.
Mad Scientist.
Corpse.
"Magnificent Head of Hair."
Angry Mob.
AWESOME.

And here's a Brian's Blog Exclusive photo of one of the background characters!
THE ARCHBISHOP.

Facebook is ruining my blog's life. I need to be more better!

Some things just aren't okay!

So I've been thinking. I can't tell you what I've been thinking though.

However, I'm delighted with all the lightning and thunder we've had this week! =D

I love toy commercials.

^_^

Remember kids! Don't wear axe products into assisted living places or the ladies will be all up ons!

ummm...I think the word I'm looking for is....GROSS??

This is suppose to go on your ice cream and stuff. It was right above the Hershey's Chocolate Syrup. >_<

I'm getting back into shape for my antics this Summer. That just means I go outside once in a while instead of sitting inside all day. We went to the Wenatchee Forest for Mother's Day. Let me tell you, being a mother is haaarrrd work! I'm a mother to a little blue parakeet and I have to feed her and change her water like EVERY THREE DAYS or something!! Madre dulce. But somehow, I manage.

Happy Mother's Day, everybody! (that means you too, Cory.)

I'm sitting on the Lucero's dog again this weekend. Hopefully I'll have some exciting adventures but equally hopefully I won't slice my leg open on any barbed wire fences this time.


Now it's time for my Vu review...or my reVU.
It's great! That's all. Well actually it really shines if you're using the Internet because it's a touch screen and all so that's handy. It's not an iphone but I also only paid $150 for it so how do you like them Apples? (I only said that for puns' sake.) The touch screen keyboard takes a looot of getting used to. It's an exercise in patience until you get the hang of it. The battery takes seven years to charge but then it lasts seven years (unless you're watching TV episodes on your phone, then it only lasts 2-3 years.) It sucks for playing games because there's no keypad, so instead you get four screen arrows, one button, two menu buttons, and then you can usually assign your call, clear, and maybe camera buttons for stuff too. Keypad is better though. It'd be hard to play Street Fighter II on this phone like I did with my last LG. ^_^

That's all for now, kids! Come join us next time for another exciting adventure!

I would like to introduce you to my new favorite music video.

The Chariot - Daggers




I would also like to introduce you to my new favorite hot sauce.